“Done already?”
Olivia shook her head at Greg. “Hardly. I have a plan.” She grasped them both, one in each of her hands, and gave a slight tug, bringing them closer together. A small part of her wondered what they might be thinking, but instead of looking at their faces she was going to concentrate on the two gorgeous dicks in front of her.
Her lips moved back and forth between the two cocks, licking first one then the other, ever so slowly bringing them nearer to her and each other. When the crowns were practically touching, she licked across them both, enjoying each of their unique tastes and the combination as well. Neither man spoke, but when she engulfed them as one into her mouth, she heard groans of pleasure from both.
She couldn’t take them very deep, but the sensations were amazing. It was at this moment she wished she could ask them how they felt. What it was like to be so intimately touching each other. She knew neither of them had expressed an interest in another man. But they allowed it, for her. And somehow it made the experience all the better.
Her body was trembling with delight, her pussy was moist with the evidence of her desire. She wanted to reach between her legs and relieve the ache there, but she wasn’t willing to let go of either man at the moment. She had them right where she wanted. She reveled in the struggle to keep them both in her mouth at the same time.
“Fuck,” Jack swore, and pulled her hand from his cock and pushed her away from him. “Enough.”
Olivia released Greg as well. She licked her swollen lips and reached for Jack again. “No. Come back.” She’d been enjoying her task far too much. “I want to finish.”
Jack chuckled roughly. “I’m going to finish if you don’t stop.”
“It’s like that, is it?”
“Definitely.” He reached down, grabbed her hand and helped her to her feet. “Now get your ass on that bed. I want you on your hands and knees, ass pointing toward the foot of the bed.”
“Getting at bit bossy, aren’t you?”
“You’ve had your fun. Now it’s time I had mine.”
“And Greg.” She didn’t want her other love to be left out.
“I’m sure he’ll have his too before this is over. But I want your pussy and I want it now.” Jack looked to Greg. “You have a problem with that, Professor?”
“Not as long as I get her mouth.”
It all sounded good to her. “I like this plan.” Not only had her men not argued for over an hour, she was about to get fucked, while she blew the other. If this was what happened every time there was a storm, she was going to pray for rain every night.
Jack was more than ready to end his torment and get Liv under him. All her moves were adding up to one long night of sexual torture. And it didn’t look as if the professor was faring too much better. Greg was hurrying Liv to the bed, obviously intent on returning his dick to the warm, moist cavern of her mouth.
As Greg settled himself against the headboard, Jack found the strip of condoms on the bedside table. He was surprised at how much he was enjoying the sight of Liv kneeling between another man’s legs, her heavy breasts swaying slightly as she leaned forward to kiss Greg.
Jack cupped her full ass, a cheek in both hands, massaging the rounded globes. Liv pressed back against him while she continued to explore Greg’s body. She moved from the professor’s lips to nibble along his jaw and then lick across his collarbone. The other man was stoically enduring the torture, but Jack could tell it wouldn’t be long now.
Jack didn’t know if they’d have another night like tonight and he wanted to enjoy the special moment. She was so damned sexy he could barely stand it. Her body was on display for them both and she was completely comfortable in her skin. He couldn’t believe it, but he thought he loved her more in this one moment than he ever had.
Liv was enthusiastic in her journey of discovery, making her way down Greg’s chest, licking his nipples, and trailing her tongue over his abs. While she enjoyed herself, Jack did the same, running his hands over her ass, occasionally dipping a finger between her legs to tease her silken sheath. Just when she would begin thrusting back against the exploring digit, Jack would withdraw, chuckling at her disappointed groan.
“Damn it, Jack, stop teasing me.”
“Hell, I should be applauding him,” Greg choked out. “You’ve been driving me up the wall all night.”
Jack sympathized with the professor’s desperation. “I’ll make you a deal, Liv. You suck him and do a really good job, and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll be screaming.”
“I like this deal,” Greg added enthusiastically.
Liv glanced back over her shoulder at Jack. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes shone with desire, want and need. “Fuck me, please fuck me.” She turned then, back toward Greg, and lowered her head to swirl her tongue over the straining crown. Greg’s hands clutched the comforter under him, his breathing ragged as Liv finally took his cock fully into her mouth.
The enormity of what he, what they all were about to do, had him hard and aching. He couldn’t wait another minute. After a few seconds of fumbling, Jack was finally able to extract the latex and roll it over his erection.
As he readied himself, Liv sucked Greg’s cock. The professor lay there immobile though, hands locked at his sides, stress etched on his face. Jack wasn’t sure why Greg was being a martyr, but if Jack was going to get his freak on, he damned well didn’t want to be the only one.
“Fuck her face while I fuck this pretty little pussy. Neither one of us needs to hold back, right, Liv?”
She couldn’t answer with Greg’s dick in her mouth, but pressed her ass back and spread her legs farther. It was the only invitation he required. And Greg didn’t seem to want any further encouragement either. Greg released his death grip on the comforter and wrapped his hands in Liv’s coppery locks, pulling her down farther onto him.
While the two of them were well occupied, Jack took his condom-covered cock in hand and centered it at Liv’s core. He rubbed his erection back and forth over her seam, coating himself with her silken essence and teasing her clit, all at the same time. Then he circled around her opening and pushed just the crown inside. Liv moaned and wiggled back and forth, inviting him for more.
“I don’t know what you just did, but I felt that moan up my dick and along my spine.”
“You ain’t felt nothing yet.” Jack held Liv’s hips tight, and inch by inch, he buried his shaft inside her. She was so wet and ready he slid in easily, but Jack took his time, letting them both enjoy the sensation. When he was fully seated, he paused for a moment. “How’s it feel, Liv, being stuffed at both ends, me in your pussy and Greg fucking your sweet little mouth?”
Her moan of pleasure was all the answer he needed. Jack began to thrust into her, savoring the feel of her fleshiness as he pumped into her over and over. It took a few practice strokes before he was able to move in her without choking her on Greg’s cock.
It was only a few thrusts before he began to wonder why she hadn’t suggested this before. Watching her pleasure Greg while Jack pleasured her was downright the sexiest thing he’d ever experienced before. Sex with Liv had always been exciting, but this added a new dimension to their loving and he couldn’t help but wonder if the other two people in bed with him felt the same way.
Overcome with passion, he held tight to her rounded hips, using his grip on her as he plowed into her warm, willing pussy. She lifted her head off Greg’s cock and let out a husky groan. “Fuck, Jack, God, that feels so good.”
He couldn’t have agreed more, and by the way Greg wrapped his fingers in her hair and guided her back to his shaft, Jack was willing to bet the other man would agree.
“Keep your lips wrapped around me.”
Greg’s words amused Jack, but from the way Liv’s pussy clenched around Jack, he could tell they had an altogether different effect on her. Livvy was such a dirty girl.
“Don’t stop sucking until he fills your mouth with come.” Jack chose his wo
rds wisely, purposely talking filthy just to make her wetter. “That’s right, Liv. Keep it up, baby, and you’re going to make us both come.”
She moaned around Greg’s dick and the other man let out an appreciative groan. “Fuck.” Greg’s eyes rolled back.
“Feeling good?”
“God, yes. So good.”
The unfettered passion in Greg’s voice sent shivers racing down Jack’s spine and spurred Jack’s arousal even more. Closing his eyes, Jack dug his fingers into Liv’s hips and picked up his speed. He rocked into her again and again, pushing her down onto Greg with every thrust.
The arousing sounds of flesh smacking into flesh and moans and groans of pleasure filled the room. It was an aural, visceral feast that had his balls begging for release, but Jack refused to surrender to his body’s demand. At least not until Liv and Greg came first, and the way Liv’s pussy fluttered around him he knew it wouldn’t be long. “Suck him dry and come for me, Liv. I can’t last much longer.”
“Yes, baby, do it.” Greg thrust his hips up to the primal rhythm. “Drink me down. Yeah, like that. Yes. Fuck.”
Greg held her head still as he growled, and gave a series of stuttered thrusts, before pulling free and collapsing on the bed in front of her. Free to be as loud as she pleased now, Liv filled the room with heady, soul-shattering moans that had Jack pumping into her as if his very life depended on it.
“Jack, ohhh God.” Liv’s sex contracted around his cock as her orgasm rocked through her. Turning her head, she sent him a pleading look from passion-filled eyes. “Don’t stop…please…fuck…me harder, Jack.”
Jack couldn’t have stopped if he wanted. Closing his eyes, he did as she begged. He powered into her, holding her tight as she screamed out her release. The sweet sound drove him right over the edge. Gritting his teeth, he thrust into her one more time then exploded inside her, his body shaking from the force of his release.
Exhausted, he pulled his sated member from her clenching flesh and collapsed on the bed next to her. Without having to say a word, the three of them adjusted themselves on the bed so Liv lay between them. The bed, although not a king, provided just enough room for them each to lie on their backs without touching one another. Not that they stayed to themselves. Before Jack could regulate his breathing and calm his pounding heart, Liv’s small hand found his on the mattress and she locked their fingers together. He had no doubt her other hand was clasped tightly to Greg’s, and surprisingly the only thing that bothered him was it didn’t bother him. It felt strangely right, which was wrong, and altogether confusing.
Chapter Five
The sound of water running and the warmth from someone pressed against him woke Greg from a sound sleep. Cautious, he opened his eyes to see who was next to him. With a relieved sigh, he calmed his racing heart. It was Olivia, not Jack. It was one thing to get up close and personal with the other man when Olivia was between them, but quite a different story if she wasn’t.
Relieved, Greg settled back in the bed and pulled Olivia closer to him. He wasn’t sure when he’d fallen asleep, but from the darkness encasing the dimly lit room, he knew he hadn’t slept long. It was still night, or possibly early morning, and from the sounds of things the storm was still raging, although not as fiercely as before. To make matters even better, Jack was nowhere in sight. The night was looking up already.
With a slight smile, he tightened his hold on her. The soft curve of her buttocks felt heavenly pressed against him and brought back fond memories of nights when he wasn’t just pressed against her ass, but buried in it. The very thought caused his cock to rise with renewed vigor. By all rights, it should have been down for the count, but the memory combined with the feel of her soft, thick body against his was more than his libido could bear.
“I see you’re up.”
Unashamed at his reaction to her, Greg chuckled at the double entendre. He most definitely was. “Shouldn’t that be you feel me up, not see?”
Olivia laughed softly and glanced back over her shoulder. Licking her lips, she looked up at him from under her lashes. “It’s you who’s feeling me up.”
Greg moved his hand to cradle a rounded breast. His fingers moved on their own accord to roll and tease the tight bud of her nipple. “So true.” He pinched her pebbled peaks, giving her a little of the hardness he knew she craved. His actions were not in vain. Olivia let out a sexy, throaty little moan and shifted back against him, caressing his cock with the wiggling curve of her ass. His answering groan had her laughing and turning in his arms. “You’re insatiable tonight.”
“And you’re beautiful.”
Olivia rolled her eyes. “Doubtful.”
“I mean it.” The low lights coming from the lamps on the bedside table provided him with all the illumination he needed. Even with her hair wild and untamed around her shoulders, she was still completely enthralling. Leaning closer, he whispered, “You take my breath away.”
Although the light was dim at best, he could see her cheeks darken. “You certainly have a way with words.” She turned around and tilted her head up. He accepted her silent summons, pressing his lips against hers and dipping his tongue inside her mouth.
Olivia placed her around hand around his neck, pulling him in closer to deepen the kiss. It was an invitation he could not ignore. Their tongues rolled over each other’s, playful at first, then deepening into something far more meaningful and enjoyable. He felt the soft caress of her hand as she trailed it down from his neck, past his chest, to the thin line of hair that started just below his belly button. Before her quest could move even farther down, the door to the bathroom opened and Jack strolled into the bedroom.
“Hey, lookie here. I was beginning to wonder if you two lazy heads were planning on sleeping the entire night away.”
Reluctantly Greg pulled away from Olivia’s all too tempting lips and sat up. He glared over at the doorway at Jack, who was doing nothing to hide his amusement. The bastard. Greg wouldn’t have put it past him to have been outside the door the whole time just waiting to interrupt them. “You know, the thought had crossed my mind, with it being night and all.”
Jack crossed his arms and cocked an eyebrow. “From the tent you pitched under the sheet, I’m willing to bet it’s not the only thing that crossed your mind.”
Amused, Greg leaned back against the headboard. He’d be damned if the other man’s sarcastic ways weren’t beginning to grow on him. “I’m a man of deep thoughts.”
“Apparently.”
“What time is it?” Olivia asked as she sat up, sheet held tightly to her breasts as if the two men hadn’t seen her nude countless times before, or shared her body only a short time ago. It was an action Greg couldn’t help but think was cute.
“A little after eleven.” Jack walked over and sat on the edge of the bed next to Olivia. “Still enough minutes left in the day to be today and not tomorrow.”
Greg frowned. “That’s it?” It felt later.
“Yes.” Jack pulled one of Olivia’s hands from in front of her and brought it up to his mouth. He nibbled on her fingers teasingly. “How was your nap, Liv?”
“Good, what about yours?”
“I didn’t sleep a wink.” Jack shot a pointed look at Greg. “Someone in the room snores.”
Greg snorted instead of replying. As long as Olivia slept fine, that was all he was concerned about.
“Either of you hungry? I laid out stuff for sandwiches.”
“Aww.” Olivia flashed Jack a soft smile that had Greg frowning.
“Honey, he opened up a jar of peanut butter and jelly,” Greg protested. “Don’t be that impressed.” Lord knew he wasn’t.
“For your information, I opened up lunch meat and cut tomatoes. That’s right, Professor, be impressed.”
“I could eat.” Olivia looked expectantly at Greg. “What about you?”
“Uhh…” he hedged. He really preferred staying in bed, especially with Jack out of it.
“Come on,” Ja
ck wheedled. “I have everything set up in the living room. I started a fire and everything. Doesn’t that sound romantic, Professor, doesn’t that put you in the mood for love?” Jack glanced down at the sheet then back up at Greg. “Or more in the mood?”
Greg looked down at Olivia who was looking so expectantly at him. “Fine.” It wasn’t as much fun as his other plan had been, but it would have to do.
“I thought you’d see it my way.” Jack grinned as he rose from the bed. He pulled back the covers and helped Olivia out of bed.
“I need to get dressed first,” Olivia said. She tried to bypass Jack, but he pulled her in his arms and danced her away.
“I think you look exceptional just the way you are.”
Wouldn’t you know it, another thing they could agree on.
“Yes, but I might get chilly.”
“It’s not cold at all.” Jack stepped back and held his arms out, pointing out his jeans only attire.
“I’m still putting something on.”
“Fine,” Jack grumbled. “But let’s aim for less is more.”
“I think that can be arranged.” Olivia reached for the jade silk robe she kept on the armchair next to her bed. The deep, rich color complemented her creamy complexion and fiery red hair. One of the reasons he’d bought it for her in the first place. As if sensing his stare, she turned around and looked at him with a smile gracing her well-kissed lips.
“You coming?” she asked as she tied the belt around her waist.
Greg glanced down at his crotch then back at her warily. “In a second.” Or ninety. Or however long it took for his erection to subside. It was one thing to be primed and ready when they were in the heat of the moment and quite another for him to just walk around hard as steel. It was stupid, he knew, but that didn’t make it any better. He would have thought having Jack in the room would have been enough to douse his desire, but apparently his cock had become immune to the other man’s presence. After one joint session together, having him nearby seemed almost the norm.
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